Inside the mind of an immigrant
I’ve lost track of how many pranks I’ve played on my dad, and I can say proudly that majority of them took a weird turn. I remember one time I saw this challenge online where you randomly go up to your dad and say, ‘I love you.’ Now that’s not something I would say all … Continue reading Undeniable love
You’ve lightened up candles in churches and knocked on temple doors you lowered your head in a mosque and cried on synagogue floors You sat on prayer mats and on benches made of wood you cried day and night and did everything you could You voyaged to Mecca and Medina and knelt on the ground … Continue reading But tell me, have you found God?
I love traveling. Any type of traveling. This includes my long voyage to my college, which is roughly about 40 minutes by train. It’s the thrill of seeing novel faces, the excitement of new -events- minus the fact that one time I was half an hour late to my bio-Chem final because some idiot pulled the emergency … Continue reading My trip to Italy
I come from a culture and an upbringing where it's always you before me. Where it's always them before I. Where you have to sacrifice your mental health for those around you. And if you do all this you’re highly appreciated. You’re a saint. This culture isn't toxic, but it tastes like acid when the … Continue reading Self-love in a toxic culture
I slipped of my insecurities and fearsand buried them beneath the surface of this land.The earth screamed in agony and cried to metelling me this was too much for her to bear. Sometimes I wish I could pluck off my insecurities as easily as one could pluck off a flower from the ground. But its … Continue reading Insecurities
